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pretty ricky lyrics<33.
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03:40am | Feb 22, '07 | Public
[Chorus]
Baby grind on me
Relax your mind take your time on me
Let me get deeper shorty ride on me
Now come and sex me till your body gets weak
With slow grindin'
Baby grind on me (Sloww griind)
Relax your mind take your time on me (Sloww griind)
Let me get deeper shorty ride on me (Sloww griind)
Now come and sex me till your body gets weak (Sloww griind)
With slow grindin' babe

[Verse 1]
When I hit 'em I make 'em say (ohh)
Sex be my day (job)
I hit 'em in the back of my (car)
Make 'em ride like a see (saw)
I make 'em laugh and giggle
Cuddle a little
Suckin' on the nipple
Lick the whip cream from the middle
Girlfriend I'll never go (raw)
I rip off panties and I pop off (bras)
B.L.U.E.S.T.A. (R)
Ask around the block how freaky we (ah)
I drink Red Bull so I keep stamina
Run in you belly and bust yo brain
What's my name, what's my name
Pretty Ricky, pretty boy doing pretty good thangs
Makin' pretty good change
Gettin' good brain
From these pretty, pretty chicks
Gettin' pretty damn rich
Pretty Ricky, Ricky, Ricky and the Mavericks

[Chorus]
Baby grind on me (Sloww griind)
Relax your mind take your time on me (Sloww griind)
Let me get deeper shorty ride on me (Sloww griind)
Now come and sex me till your body gets weak (Sloww griind)
With slow grindin'
Baby grind on me (Sloww griind)
Relax your mind take your time on me (Sloww griind)
Let me get deeper shorty ride on me (Sloww griind)
Now come and sex me till your body gets weak (Sloww griind)
With slow grindin' babe

[Verse 2]
Lay on your back let me rub this cream on ya baby
Slow motion 'bout to put this thing on ya baby
Starin' in yo eyes
'Bout to lick them thighs
Got you hypnotized
Do you feel the vibe?
Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh
Starin' in yo eyes
'Bout to lick them thighs
Got you hypnotized
Do you feel the vibe?

Step One: You're kissin' on me
Step Two: Girl, I'm caressin' your body
Step Three: Now I'm lickin' off the whipped cream
Step Four: And oooh you're grindin' on me

[Chorus]
Baby grind on me (Sloww griind)
Relax your mind take your time on me (Sloww griind)
Let me get deeper shorty ride on me (Sloww griind)
Now come and sex me till your body gets weak (Sloww griind)
With slow grindin'
Baby grind on me (Sloww griind)
Relax your mind take your time on me (Sloww griind)
Let me get deeper shorty ride on me (Sloww griind)
Now come and sex me till your body gets weak (Sloww griind)
With slow grindin' babe

[Verse 3]
Slick got mo' game than a lil' bit
Baby girl five-five brown eyes with the thick lips
Thick thighs with the slim hips
Sugar honey ice tea
Baby girl is the shit and a bag of chips
I like to catch her when she coming home
Lights out with the Cherry thong
Eat her up like a Sundae cone
But as of morning
You got me open
Love John is strokin'
No jokin'
Coochie swollen
The bedroom smokin'
Get some air up in this room girl (ah ah ah ah)
If lovin' you is wrong
I don't wanna be right
So I'mma take my time and do it right
'Cause we got all night
'Cause we got all night
Baby girl just...

[Chorus]
Baby grind on me (Sloww griind)
Relax your mind take your time on me (Sloww griind)
Let me get deeper shorty ride on me (Sloww griind)
Now come and sex me till your body gets weak (Sloww griind)
With slow grindin'
Baby grind on me (Sloww griind)
Relax your mind take your time on me (Sloww griind)
Let me get deeper shorty ride on me (Sloww griind)
Now come and sex me till your body gets weak (Sloww griind)
 
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kev
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07:35am | Feb 16, '07 | Public




This Guy Right Here Is The First Guy I Can Honestly Say..
I Have Nothing But True Love & Respect For..
He Knows How To Fuckin' Partayy, Smoke The Cron & Get Fucked HAHA
But Then Theres The Down Side.
He's Been Through So Much, Bullshit And Fucked Up Ppl Yet Never Seems To Let It Bother Him..
I'll Always Be There For Him No Matter What Happens..
Tellin' You Now Fuck With Him.. I'll Litterally Hunt You Down & Kick The Shit Outta You
No One Will Fuck With This Kid & Get Away With It..
Luv Yah Kid, Take Er' Easy! XoXoX


 
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awww cute.
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10:30pm | Feb 15, '07 | Public
 
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My Boys.
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08:40am | Feb 15, '07 | Public
*...Lovin' My Boys:..
Chase.. My Secret Lover.. Your Perfection At It's Finest Lol.
Christopher.. My Brother From Another Mother
Aaron.. My Big TeddyBear
Troy.. Umm No Comment, Lets Leave It At That Haha.
Anthony... PimmmP.. Love Ya Kid.. Drunkass
Mason.. Chases Brat Of A Little Bro.. Haha My Tuesday ShaBang
Nick G.. My Lovely.. Drinkin' Buddies
Nick D.. What A Little Brat.. DRUNKASS!.. your amazing.. love ya babe! :
Kevin.. The Bro I Never Had.. Love Ya Lil Bro.. Keep Your Head Up!
Rob AKA BAKER MAN... haha you always seem to brighten my day at work.. thanks for that.. love yah
Redmond... Haha Wow Your Great.. Much Luv Bro!
Sky.. Lil Shit.. But Gotta Love Him When He's Drunk haha..Nah I love him for all that he is
Mike.. Yah No Comment lol.. Text Message Buddy Apparently Lol
Matt K.. From Work, Love ya Buds To Bad You Had To Move Back Home To Ontario
Matty.. My Lil Bro.. Love Ya Hunni.. Your Amazingg.. Gonna Get Hammed Soon
Michael C.. I Miss you soo much, you were everything to me, still are!.. I Still Love You Babe!

And So Many More To Come... Love You All <33.
 
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PLANS!
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08:08am | Feb 13, '07 | Public
Featuring Events...
Megans Birthday - Feburary 14th.;;; Valentines Day
Jareds Comin' To Get Me - Thursday, Feburary 15th
Nelly Furtado Concert With My Girl MELANIE - March 23rd
Moving OUT!! - End Of March
Moms 47th B-day - May 2nd
My Birthday - July 9th PARTY HARD WOO 19 MOFOS!
Big Sisters Birthday - October 8th.
More To Come
 
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fantasy!
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01:17am | Feb 12, '07 | Public

Just Give Me That Ultimate FANTASY Baby!
 
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snowkiss...
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09:54pm | Jan 18, '07 | Public

you arent going to be his first, his last or his only..he's loved before and he will love again.but if he loves you now; what else matters? he's not perfect, neither are you.and the two of you will never be perfect. but, if he can make you laugh at least once, cause you to think twice, and admits to being human and making mistakes. hold on to him and give him the most you can. he's not going to quote poety and hes not going to be thinking about you every moment. but he will give you a part of him; that he knows you could break.dont hurt him. dont change him.dont expect more than what he can give you. smile when he makes you happy. and yell when he makes you mad. & miss him when he's not there.


 
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tell her before..
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12:17am | Jan 03, '07 | Public
.....
 
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hmmmm
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01:34am | Dec 28, '06 | Public
[1] Who are you?:
[2] Are we friends?:
[3] When and how did we meet?:
[4] How have I affected you?:
[5] What do you think of me?:
[6] What's the fondest memory you have of me?:
[7] How long do you think we will be friends or enemies?:
[8] Do you love me?:
[9] Have I ever hurt you?:
[10] Would you hug me?:
[11] Would you kiss me?:
[12] Would you fuck me?:
[13] Are we close?:
[14] Emotionally, what stands out?:
[15] Do you wish I was cooler?:
[16] On a scale of 1-10, how nice am I?:
[17] Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.:
[18] Am I loveable?:
[19] How long have you known me?:
[20] Describe me in one word.:
[21] What was your first impression?:
[22] Do you still think that way about me now?:
[23] What do you think my weakness is?:
[24] Do you think I'll get married?:
[25] What about me makes you happy?:
[26] What about me makes you sad?:
[27] What reminds you of me?:
[28] What's something you would change about me?:
[29] How well do you know me?:
[30] Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?:
[31] Do you think I would kill someone?:
[32] Are you going to put this on your journal and see what I say about you?
 
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.....Kitty?
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05:19am | Dec 16, '06 | Public

Even The Cats In This World Are Gettin' Er On!!
 
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from the gorgeous sammy.&lt;3.
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06:36am | Dec 11, '06 | Public
To: 69Babygirl69
From: *Sexy;Sammy*
Date: Mon Dec 11, 2006 1:24 am
Subject: yay yo
K= Kinky
R= Rad
I= Irresestable
S= Sexual
S= Seductive
KRISSY!! lol whats up bitch<333

Well darlin' i must say i miss the old days..
we used to hang out every weekend.
deliever newspapers and talk about random shit.
we lost touch when i moved away but now i'm
determind to catch up on the old times.
soo soon enough we'll make the good times roll again hun.
much love darlin';;;;
Forever Best friends.
 
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mom.
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06:05am | Dec 11, '06 | Public
When you were 8 years old,
your mom handed you an
ice cream. You thanked her by dripping it
all over your lap.

When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano
lessons. You thanked her by never even
bothering to practice.

When you were 10 years old, she drove you all
day, from soccer to football to one birthday
party after another. You thanked her by
jumping out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, she took you and
your friends to the movies. You thanked her by
asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 years old, she warned
you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked
her by waiting until she left the house.

When you were 13, she suggested a
haircut that was becoming. You thanked her by telling
her she had no taste.

When you were 14, she paid for a month
away at summer camp. You thanked her by
forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15, she came home from work,
looking for a hug. You thanked her by having your
bedroom door locked.

When you were 16, she taught you how to drive
her car. You thanked her by taking it every
chance you could.

When you were 17, she was expecting an
important call. You thanked her by being
on the phone all night.

When you were 18, she cried at your high
school graduation. You thanked her by staying
out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, she paid for your
college tuition, drove you to campus carried your
bags. You thanked her by saying good-bye
outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in
front of your friends.

When you were 25, she helped to pay for
your wedding, and she cried and told you how
deeply she loved you. You thanked her by
moving halfway across the country.

When you were 50, she fell ill and
needed you to take care of her. You thanked her by
reading about the burden parents become to their
children.

And then one day, she quietly died. And
everything you never did came crashing
down like thunder on YOUR HEART.

If you love your MOM, repost this on you're blog
saying "i cried"
if you don't.. then u obviously don't care if
your mom dies .
 
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cats...?
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07:48am | Dec 06, '06 | Public
 
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So Into You.. Fabolous.
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04:34am | Nov 30, '06 | Public
Artist: Fabolous Lyrics
Song: So Into You Lyrics

Baby girl...
I really like...
Desert Strom..Yeah, Yeah...

(Verse 1) Fabolous

I can't really explain it
I'm so into you now
I wanna be more than a friend to you now
When they ask I mention my baby girl in the interviews now
And I don't bring the problems from the 90's in the 2 thou
That's the reason I have a friend or two now
Cause the kid's ready to tell how he fell in a few vows
Maybe I speak in general now
But girl i'm a do whatever just to keep a grin on you now
Where I go they wear bikini's in the winter two now
What you think about tan lines on the skin of you now
Why wouldn't I wanna spend a few thou
uh..Fifth Ave, shopping sprees, and those dinners to chow
I ain't concerned what other men would do now
As long as when I slide up in you ,you growl
And any dude with you he better be a kin to you now
And I ain't jealous it's the princible now
I'm so into you

(Chorus) Ashanti

I really like what you've done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you

I really like what you've done to me ( I really like)
I can't really explain it ( I can't explain it )
I'm so into you

( Verse 2 ) Fabolous

Come on ma'...
It's more than the flashin', I woulda' traded it all in a ordinally fashion
A villa in Florida we crashin'
Just off the shore, so you can hear when the water be splashin'
Drop top pre in the quarta' we dashin'
Flawless diamonds in the boarda' flashin'
And the money we outta be stashin'
I make sure every quarta' be cashin'
I can't really explain it
My friends be thinkin' i'm slippin'
These girls be thinkin' i'm trippin'
What kinds of weed he be smokin', What type of drinks he be sippin'
Sweet thing just to think of you dippin'
You had me with the blues so hard, you would think I was crippin'
Now you relaxing in the benz
Credit cards with no limit, so you won't worry about maxing when you spend
Ever since you been asking about the friends
How'd you like if both our names had Jackson at the end

( Chorus ) Ashanti

( Verse 3 ) Fabolous

I don't need trip where truth is
Girl the way you put this state, remind me of the strips on rofess
You love my smile no matter how chip my tooth is
With you it ain't because my wips is ruthless
So sit on chrome dipped up dueces
And you ain't flattered by canaire mvs dipped Jasues
Cover ballers look dumb when they pressure 5 or 6's
You don't let them kind of numbers impress you
Even though I was somewhat sucessful
Being a player was becoming kind of stressful
But ever since this superwomen has come to my rescue
My winters be wonderful, my summers be special
Let's fly to St. Barbra, the villa be painted
Just so we can get really aquainted
The love is there
Theres no way it could feel like it's tainted
But I can't really explain it, yeah
 
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Hypnotized - biggy lyrics
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06:57pm | Nov 14, '06 | Public
Uhhh, uhhh, uh, c'mon

[Verse One:]

Hah, sicka than your average Poppa
Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink
pink gators, my Detroit players

Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there Air Nike
Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
do something to us, talk go through us
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3
(Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin (nope)
So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my piece
Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps
Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it

[Chorus: sung in imitation of part of Slick Rick's "La-Di-Da-Di"]

Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)

Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (hah)

[Verse Two:]

I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh)
Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (that's right)
All Philly hoes, dough and Moschino (c'mon)
Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi (haaaaah!)
Now who's the real dookie, meanin who's really the shit
Them niggaz ride dicks, Frank White push the sticks
on the Lexus, LX, four and a half
Bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass
Gon' blast squeeze first ask questions last
That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass
At last, a nigga rappin bout blunts and broads
Tits and bras, menage-a-tois, sex in expensive cars
I still leave you on the pavement
Condo paid for, no car payment
At my arraignment, note for the plantiff
Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement (shhh)
Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy (not guilty)
Richer than Richie, till you niggaz come and get me

[Chorus:]

Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)

Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (huh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)

[Verse Three:]

I can fill ya wit real millionaire shit (I can fill ya)
Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly
Wreck it buy a new one
Your crew run run run, your crew run run
I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit
flows girls say he's sweet like licorice
So get with this nigga, it's easy
Girlfriend here's a pen, call me round ten
Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian (that's right)
Come up to your job, hit you while you workin (uhh)
for certain, Poppa freakin, not speakin
Leave that ass leakin, like rapper demo
Tell them hoe, take they clothes off slowly
Hit em wit the force like Obe, dick black like Toby (Obe...Toby)
Watch me roam like Gobe, lucky they don't owe me
Where the safe show me, homey.. (say what, homey)

[Chorus:]

Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)

Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)

Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)

Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)

Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
[fades]
 
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